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I nodded blankly, and suddenly felt that this college-style reid had become high-end, and his mouth was full of things I couldn't understand. In short, it sounded very powerful.

"Then... what is the type of victim?" I saw that he seemed to have finished thinking, so I couldn't help but asked curiously.

He took the map off the whiteboard and left the corner with his long legs.

I quickly followed him, his legs are long, my legs are much shorter than his, I really can't keep up with him without trotting when walking in such big strides, fortunately he is tall, and he is not wearing a uniform, so I Not to be lost.

He dragged Hotchhe into the conference room, the door was not closed, I thought about it, and followed in, without closing the door, anyway, they didn't close it themselves, so it's better for me not to make up my own mind.

Reid spread the map on the table, pointed to the map and said: "The first seven people were killed outside the safe zone, but the victim last night was inside the safe zone, which is not far from his own residence." The one who was killed must have been stimulated and attacked here."

He used a red pen to draw again on the red dot already marked on the map. I stood on tiptoe and looked behind them. The circled place was indeed the place where I was attacked yesterday. That’s right, he quickly returned Draw on the red dot next to that dot: "This is the eighth victim, so close to his safe zone, it's not his style."

"Looking at his previous behavior, he was very cautious, and he would not make such a mistake." Hotch touched his chin and nodded in agreement with his words: "There must be some kind of stimulation to do this..."

Then the three of them turned their heads to look at me at the same time.

I:……

"Hey, look what I'm doing." I took a step back and looked at them inexplicably, Reid licked his lips, furrowed his brows hard, and said softly, "Do you remember what you said to Unsub yesterday? Words? Retell everything."

"I thought he was a mugger at first, called him a 'coward' to divert his attention, said he was no good," I thought hard, and said, "then I sprayed him with pepper spray, and he attacked. Me, I'll fight back."

"After you scolded him, did he react?" Reid's voice had a wonderful sense of rhythm, light and fast for a while, his eyes glanced down, then looked at me again, narrowed slightly Squinting, which made his dark circles and eye bags even more obvious.

I took a short errand at an untimely moment, and quickly came back to my senses, blinking my eyes twice quickly: "I didn't pay attention, he was wearing a mask, and I couldn't see his expression at all."

H pressed Reid's shoulder, and Reid seemed to relax. H glanced at the map: "Have you offended anyone recently?"

I have always had a lack of sense of existence in school, and it is impossible to quarrel with others: "No...why do you ask?"

"Unsub might be someone you know." He pursed his thin mouth and said.

I can't believe that although I don't have a particularly good relationship with the people in my class now, there won't be an opponent who wants to kill me. He said that the murderer knew me, but that person was wearing a mask, and his voice could not be heard. It's so distorted, I can't tell if it's someone I know at all.

H looked away, and said to Reid, "We'll release the profile when Morgan and Elle come back."

Reid nodded to show that there is no problem and nodded slightly to him.

I have no idea how they solved the case. Is it enough to just ask a few words?It feels so advanced.

They seemed to live in a world I had never touched or even imagined before.

The Morgan they were talking about was a tall, chocolate-colored man, and Elle was a beautiful white woman. They hurried in from outside the police station, communicated with Hotch and the others, and then called all the police officers.

I also went to the hall to listen to what they had to say.

h: "We believe that the suspect is a white male, of medium height, aged between 35 and [-], who lives in the vicinity. This age has passed the age of ambition, and he has begun to realize that his abilities are insufficient. ": "He kills people at night, walks alone during the day, may not have received a very good education, has a low degree of education, and his current job will not bring him a good income."

Elle: "The suspect may have been stimulated by some kind of stimulation in his childhood, which may have come from a woman. He was later cured, but a recent stimulation made him relapse."

Morgan: "The suspect has a very low self-esteem, which may be the shadow of his childhood or discrimination from women. He will talk to women, especially professional women, but he is often ignored, so he tends to be a little emotional when chatting."

reid: "we need people to start scouting the area, from past murders we know he's going to kill at night and he won't stop until we find him, and with his latest stimuli I'm afraid he's killing will speed up.”

He took out the map and carefully marked the area he drew for everyone to see.

I just feel amazing when I listen to it below. I can’t even imagine where these analyzes come from. They seem to be very confident about this profile. After telling this information, the police immediately It started to move, and the big beauty JJ walked out of the police station with a small notebook.

I feel that I am redundant in the police station. I don't know why Bau, who has already found his way, still keeps me in the police station.

The five of them were discussing something together. When I walked over, they stopped discussing. Morgan, who had just returned, pointed at me and said, "Is this lady the survivor?"

He felt very safe, and his tone of speech was very gentle, not aggressive. I could fully hear the protection for the weak in his tone. I smiled at him and didn't speak.

Reid rolled his lips and asked me: "You really don't remember who you had a dispute with recently? It wasn't your classmate, maybe it was a security guard or a repairman or something."

Being reminded by him, I suddenly thought of a person: "I... two days ago, I met a security guard of our school. He was talking to an ol who passed by the school gate. I glanced at him, and he was right. I cast a strange look."

The more I think about it, the more I feel like him, and I recall some details: "He seems to be a newcomer this semester, and he will unconsciously lower his head when talking to us, but he seems to be very emotional when talking to that OL That's why I find it strange."

H pursed his lips and asked me, "What's his name?"

"..." I thought about it carefully, and quickly remembered his name. I went back to look at his name because he was staring at me weirdly, but I didn't expect it to come in handy here.

They acted quickly, Reid said thank you to me, picked up the phone, and said to the phone while walking: "Garcia, help us find someone..."